Popular Symbolism Poems

I sit here and watch the drop of liquid coke
Roll into a puddle of sugary bliss.
Zoned into nothing.
Space is a non-touchable thing.
Yet all-encompassing

When the submucosal walls
Dry out from lack of adequate liquid substrate.
The mind is forced to retaliate.
Sending a resound call.
To attack

Subconsciously driven.
A need to fulfill the addiction.
The cool feeling
Thrashes against the heat
Only to be awarded
By a thief
Who has stolen?
My vibration

We don't say it    
but our bones melt into one  
and become the shape of it.  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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